My images are unashamedly idyllic and romantic, a kind of enchanted Africa. They're my elegy to a world that is steadily, tragically… — Nick Brandt Copy Share Image
ELEGY, n. A composition in verse, in which, without employing any of the methods of humor, the writer aims to produce in… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“We pass and leave you lying. No need for rhetoric, for funeral music, for melancholy bugle-calls. No need for tears now, no… — Richard Aldington Copy Share Image
We should write an elegy for every day that has slipped through our lives unnoticed and unappreciated. Better still, we should write… — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
“How the time passed away, slipped into nightfall as if it had never been!” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Travel is a caprice in childhood, a passion in youth, a necessity in manhood, and an elegy in old age. — Jose Rizal Copy Share Image
“It's really over." He put his arms around her, pulling her to him. "Now just as long as you don't get tangled… — Amanda Hocking Copy Share Image
I want my images to achieve two things in this regard - to be an elegy to a world that is tragically… — Nick Brandt Copy Share Image
I can’t talk about my books. I have written them and tried to forget them. I have written once, and readers have… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Part of elegy is confrontation - not just with the idea of death, but with the person who has died. — Allison Joseph Copy Share Image
Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Yet… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
“There has not been a day since his sudden and mysterious vanishing that I have not been searching for him, looking in… — Hisham Matar Copy Share Image
Sooner or later, all the peoples of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“On the morning of what should have been Amelia Ashley's birthday, the river valley that had once housed High Bridge changed for… — Tara Hudson Copy Share Image
“And in a mad trance Strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings We decay Like corpses in a charnel Fear & Grief… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
How is the soul profited by the strife of Hector, the arguments of Plato, the poems of Virgil, or the elegies of… — Honorius Augustodunensis Copy Share Image
The nobility of Teresa Leo's poems is that they are not disposed to hide from the dark-rather, they display a mind that… — Tony Hoagland Copy Share Image
